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Meet me in the Christmas mall If this fall I’m swollen With hot air the heaters blare Which no one is controlling And filling up my entire world And making me feel so young But old enough to notice that The thermostat has been stolenHey, my best friend A smile so narrow Can point like an arrow To the end of you, and Hey, how we tend To pray soft and lowly For past worlds to slowly Mend and then Render tenderlyA brilliantly thawing overpass The slush shoots out sun like a magnifying Glass in your eye Oh my, what it can imply Makes me cry You were not so impatient then Commuter stations of black-night men Letras de cancionesGod, it makes me think of when Where was enough without whyHey, Mary-Lynn Some moments are frozen And constantly chosen to winThe grin from within, yeahOh, it’s always beenSo why weep overSome grade-school sleepover again?It disintegrates andThe red-faced shame mates with beautyBut in fifteen yearsSomerset Mall will beJust like them allSummit PlaceDump it all to wasteIs that just what you do when you get bored?Send a postcard to the LordOf the opposite genderNo need to stress, no return addressTo fear it may come back to senderA deer knelt down on the midnight crown ofSomeone’s front lawn bathed in our headlightsThey’re white as suns but now we’re the onesFlooding other people’s windows with brightsOh, my little punctured cup What am I gonna do with you? Every time I fill you up There’s something spilling out of you And filling up my entire world And making it all so wet I do believe I can never leave Every person that I’ve ever met From Letras Mania